When Yan Xing returned to the main mansion of Wubao with Ganling, Hutou, and Da Niu, the original smoke had already dissipated. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Yan Xing took a look and found that it was the Zhou guide who was still on the scene to direct the cleaning of the battlefield, but Ma Lin, who was supposed to be there, didn't know where to go.

"Guide Zhou, why are you still here, Ma Lin?"

Facing Yan Xing who came over with a smile and asked softly, Zhou Liang couldn't help but smile embarrassedly.

"Ma Zhuangshi may have something else, this, how do I know his whereabouts?"

Yan Xing saw Zhou Liang's wry smile and embarrassed appearance, and knew in his heart that it must be Ma Lin, a rough man, who gave this guide a look that looked extremely unpleasant.

A smile crossed the corner of Yan Xing's mouth, and he turned to the tiger head and said:

"Tiger head, you go and call Da Lao Hei over to me, Guide Zhou is a scribe, how can he do such rough work like me and other martial artists!"

After speaking, Yan Xing turned back and said:

"Guide Zhou, you can clear the remnants of the enemy so quickly tonight, your plan is indispensable, just leave the outside things to others to do, come, I'll go into the main mansion together to have a look, haha, there is also a part of your wealth that is preserved here!"

Zhou Liang saw Yan Xing's enthusiastic demeanor towards him, although he was secretly vigilant in his heart, he still showed a flattered appearance on the surface, he hurriedly arched his hand and said:

"Leader Yan, it's too polite, under the surname Zhou Mingliang, the character Yuan is good. The leader can call me Yuan Shan! ”

"Okay, Wonseon, please!"

Yan Xing looked at the middle-aged scribe with a stammering expression and wanted to have a relationship with his peers, he smiled, waved his big hand, and directly invited Zhou Liang to enter with him.

"Leader Yan, please!"

Zhou Liang deliberately lowered his body, half a step behind Yan Xing, and with two subordinates, he respectfully followed Yan Xing into the main mansion of Wubao.

The corpse at the entrance of the lobby of the main mansion of Wubao had been cleared, but after entering the lobby, Yan Xing's nose was still wrinkled, and a strong smell of blood came to his nose. He had already seen that there were still many corpses lying in the hall, among which the old, young, women and children accounted for seventy or eighty percent.

Thinking of the screams of women and children in the hall when the enemy broke through before, Yan Xing's heart moved, he stopped, turned his head to look at Zhou Liang behind him and asked:

"Wonseon, what is this?"

Facing Yan Xing's inquiry, Zhou Liang hurriedly stepped forward and said solemnly:

"Leader Yan, Liang tortured the captives and learned that the owner of this dock fort was a heroic man who was righteous and squandered money and could support guests, and he was quite capable of winning the death of everyone, and when he was forced to break through by the thick smoke before, he ordered them to be killed in order to prevent his relatives and children from being humiliated by our hands. If it weren't for the arrows that killed him, I'm afraid that the rest of the people would not be willing to surrender! ”

Speaking of this, Zhou Liang paused, and after carefully glancing at Yan Xing's face, he continued:

"Ma Zhuang took most of the men with him before leaving, and Liang couldn't command the others, so these corpses haven't been moved for a while—"

Before Zhou Liang finished speaking, Yan Xing stretched out his hand and signaled him not to say more. He remembered the half-empty granary and the armor that had been allocated, and he had roughly sketched in his heart the appearance of a strong Sanfu who was willing to protect the public and was good at martial arts.

Yan Xing was born in a Haoqiang family in this life, but he was not as angry as he was before he was reborn, and he gritted his teeth at the various behaviors of these Haoqiang surnames.

On the one hand, although these powerful people dominate the township, they are rampant and lawless, accumulating wealth by means of forcible seizure and hoarding, competing with the government for control of the Qianshou Li Shu, hiding the population, taking in the outlaws, and constantly digging the foundation of the empire. But on the other hand, they had both master-servant and clan relations with their tenants. Every year around the spring ploughing, it is the time when the green and yellow are not harvested, and the Haoqiang family will open a warehouse to help the lonely, widowed, sick, poor and needy people in the dock fort. On the day of the winter moon, the Haoqiang family will also hold a feast, inviting the clans, in-laws, guests, tenants, etc. in the dock fort to talk about peace gifts, drink and enjoy.

In the peaceful and prosperous times, the Haoqiang Families will continue to squeeze the living space of the Imperial Household Qi People, but in the last days of war, these Haoqiang Families have given these Li Shu who are dependent on them a place to live. In the attitude towards these powerful people, it is often related to the rise and fall of the entire empire.

Thinking of this, Yan Xing raised his head and sighed slowly, and said slowly:

"I didn't expect that there was another good man's life tonight, folded in our hands, although the soldiers were ruthless, but he was also a heroic man during his lifetime, Yuan Shan, I will ask you to go again, take a few prisoners to recognize the body of the owner of this dock fort, and bury it with a courtesy!"

"Respectfully!"

Zhou Liang hurriedly agreed. Yan Xing nodded and smiled at the guide. He walked around the corpses in the lobby and led the people into the Backrooms. In the back room, I saw that all kinds of boxes and shelves were lifted and knocked down, and precious books such as gold and silver utensils, bamboo slips, silk books, coral and jade were also scattered everywhere in a mess, the gold-painted woodcut screen was broken in half, and the bed and bedding were also blackened by ink・・・・・・

There was almost no place to put his feet in the inner room, Yan Xing frowned, and waved his hand to let Gan Ling, Da Niu and the others clear a small area first. He looked back at Zhou Liang again, and asked a puzzled question.

"Yuan Shan, are these again?"

"Chief Yan, these are definitely not our actions, except for entering the hall, you have never set foot in this inner room, it must be this trapped enemy in order to prevent these goods from falling into our hands, so they vented their hatred and destroyed them like this!"

"I see!"

Yan Xing nodded, although he had some doubts in his heart, he couldn't understand it for a while. Just as he was groaning, a rush of footsteps came from outside the hall, but it was the tiger head who rushed back, his face was a little embarrassed, and he trotted to Yan Xing's ear root and said:

"Chief, something happened to the captive, and Ma Jun has led people to use knives!"

Yan Xing's brows frowned again when he heard this, he pursed his somewhat chapped lips, and glanced at Zhou Liang, who was peeping, hurriedly lowered his head, Yan Xing didn't intend to hide and pinch, he said quickly:

"Yuan Shan, something happened to the captive, I have to rush over now, and the rest of the manpower will be left to you, collect and register the goods in this inner room, well, the corpses in the lobby will also be cleared together!"

"No!"

Zhou Liang's lowered head lowered for two more points, and he made a gesture of congratulations, Yan Xing glanced at him, turned around and glanced at Gan Ling, then turned around and led people towards the outside of the hall.

As the footsteps of Yan Xing and the others walked away, Zhou Liang raised his head again, he looked at Yan Xing's distant figure with a complicated expression, and then shifted his attention back to this inner room.

Seeing the bamboo slips and silk books scattered on the ground, his heart moved, and he raised his legs and approached a roll of scattered bamboo books.